Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Fiji and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing New Age Steppers to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Moebius. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Junior Murvin,
Liliput,
Danielle Patucci,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Sugar Minott,
The Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Can,
Bluetip,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Pus,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Womack,
Davy DMX,
Al Stewart,
Bush Tetras,
Warsaw,
Rotary Connection,
Brick,
David Axelrod,
cv313,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
Skarface,
The Zeros,
June Days,
Josef K,
U.S. Maple,
Circle Jerks,
Vladislav Delay,
Maleditus Sound,
Rites of Spring,
Rapeman,
Morten Harket,
Schoolly D,
Quando Quango,
Qualms,
Marvin Gaye,
the Slits,
Newcleus,
R.M.O.,
Reuben Wilson,
The Saints,
Camouflage,
Pylon,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.